Coats, Scarves and Gloves at Nuit Blanche

It was Nuit Blanche last night, and I braved the chill and dressed myself up and went to town. Truth is, all I had to do was step out, as everything is within walking distance around me. Still, bloody cold night after the warmest September I can recall in this country.
It's amazing to see Toronto come to life, it felt like London on a regular night. Young and old filled the streets, savouring artistic endeavors, having a good time.
From my selection, rather small, admittedly - The Heart Machine was the best. I must have been Fire Worshiper in previous life.